Defrosting The Cold Young Master
Chapter 1321 - 1325: His Decision

Chapter 1321: Chapter 1325: His Decision

Yen Wenqing glared at him ferociously: "Don’t you think about fighting with me for this!"

Gu Junzhu tilted his lips slightly: "After you, please."

Seeing Yen Wenqing’s look as if to gouge out his own heart, it was clear that he cherished Duan Yanbing very much.

Since he was the biological father of his brother and held him in such high regard, he didn’t mind letting Yen Wenqing make the first move.

Observing Yen Wenqing’s appearance, almost wishing to flay and tear the flesh of the other party, he was certain that Yen Wenqing’s handling of the matter would leave him satisfied.

If unsatisfied, he could always finish off with a strike of his own.

He always preferred to defer to his own people in such matters.

Duan Yanbing remained in the observation room for over an hour after the surgery, and only when it was confirmed there were no post-operative complications, was he moved out of the operating room by the nurses and into the intensive care unit.

The doctors’ estimates were wrong.

Duan Yanbing didn’t wait three to five days, let alone one or two months; in just over two days, he woke from his coma.

When he awoke, both Yen Wenqing and Gu Junzhu were there.

Ye Xingbei had been persuaded by Gu Junzhu to leave.

Although Duan Yanbing managed to divert the truck, saving them from injury, Xiao Shumiao was still startled.

Not being able to see Ye Xingbei, not talking or smiling, was worrying Qiao Zui terribly.

The hospital was not a place suitable for children, so Gu Junzhu persuaded Ye Xingbei to go back to keep Xiao Shumiao company.

Yen Wenqing was watching Duan Yanbing almost without blinking. As soon as Yanbing opened his eyes, Yen Wenqing excitedly rushed forward, his voice trembling: "Son... my son!"

Gu Junzhu pressed the call button next to the bed, summoning the doctor.

Duan Yanbing stared at Yen Wenqing’s anxious and haggard face, his mind flickering with countless thoughts in an instant.

Buried under the stones in the car, he was engulfed in darkness.

He had thought he was going to die.

But now, he had survived.

Having walked the line between life and death once more, he was once again fortunate enough to live.

Suddenly, he felt that maybe...

He ought to change his way of living...

Change his lifestyle and no longer cause trouble for Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei.

After all...

He had already decided to leave...

Seeing Duan Yanbing just staring at him without saying a word, Yen Wenqing became exceedingly anxious, "Son, where do you feel unwell, tell dad? Doctor! Why isn’t the doctor coming yet?"

"Who are you?"

Duan Yanbing suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse.

Yen Wenqing’s eyes widened as if struck by lightning: "Son... I, I am your dad! What’s wrong with you?"

"I’m sorry..." Duan Yanbing’s eyes were filled with confusion: "I can’t remember anything, I can’t recall anything..."

"Ah..." For all his vast experience, faced with a son who had awoken from a coma and forgotten him, Yen Wenqing turned into an ordinary father, losing the usual composure of a business tycoon with the presence to command and dominate.

He stood dumbstruck for a moment, but seeing the doctor enter, Yen Wenqing immediately turned as if seeing a savior, pointing at Duan Yanbing: "Doctor, what’s wrong with my son? He doesn’t recognize me!"

The doctor rushed to give Duan Yanbing a thorough examination, asked him a series of questions, and revealed a relieved expression, "Chairman Yen, your son has an exceptional constitution, and his injuries are healing very well. As for the temporary memory loss, there’s no need for concern. It is likely due to slight bruising pressing on his memory nerve, which doesn’t affect his daily life or future lifespan."

Yen Wenqing asked urgently: "When can my son return to normal?"

The doctor replied: "If there are familiar people around to patiently guide him, it could happen at any time!"

After a moment of panic and urgency, Yen Wenqing calmed down.

Patient guidance?

Why would he need to guide him?

Wasn’t his son’s amnesia actually a good thing?